Doubt is but a stream of negative thoughts

Telling you, you cannot do something

You aren't good enough

They're too good for you

Doubt is a wall of emotions

That stops us from being free

It is our prison

It is our concrete cellar

Cold

Dark

With no sign of hope

Doubt consumes all in which we strive for

It is our enemy

It is our own being

We are our enemy

We are our doubt

We are trying to find a way out